Jiang Zhaoying, who was originally here to find fault, touched a gray nose when he entered the door, this is not counting, he has experienced this kind of thing again when husband and wife mix doubles, and he is physically and mentally injured.

It's boring.

It's okay to be beaten by my girlfriend, thinking that I will return to a warm haven, but I don't know that it has rained heavily in the haven.

Ning Qiluo saw Jiang Zhaoying's expression, and said: "Actually, don't be so angry, you only know that I played your mother, so you came to me to ask for guilt, but we have no rivalry at all, and we will not be in the same frame as the camera." ”

Jiang Zhaoying heard this, thought about it, and seemed to be like this.

Ning Qiluo played his mother, his childhood was a small drama bone to play, and he and Ning Qiluo had no direct rivalry at all.

But this name is here, Jiang Zhaoying continued to scold: "After the broadcast, you see if the netizens will let us go, I will be your son for a long time." ”

Ning Qiluo smiled again.

Jiang Zhaoying saw Ning Qiluo smiling so unconscionable, her heart ached, she bit a sandwich, lowered her voice and muttered: "If you want me to say, brother, you just go to play Emperor Mingjiao, so that you don't even have to discuss each other, I will call you father and mother directly." ”

Before this, Jiang Zhaoying had already heard the rumors.

When Ning Qiluo starred in a certain movie, his brother played the faceless male protagonist in the passion play.

Although there is nothing funny about this, Jiang Zhaoying feels that it can be seen that his brother has suffered from a disease, and the root of this disease is Ning Qiluo, so as long as Ning Qiluo is always by his side, he can live a long time, and once Ning Qiluo leaves him, he will be terminally ill at any time......

At this time, Jiang Yingchi's undulating tone came: "Yin and Yang are separated by this kind of setting, beauty is beauty, and the essence is desolate, I don't like it." ”

Jiang Zhaoying hissed: "You still dislike it, brother, you haven't read the script, the story line of Emperor Ming and Queen Cheng, even if it is desolate, it is also the desolation that the world envies." ”

"What is the essential difference between this and being praised after death?" Jiang Yingchi asked rhetorically.

Jiang Zhaoying: "......"

It's all dead and annoying.

Ning Qiluo, who was listening to the two chatting next to her, was slowly eating breakfast.

After eating, she wiped her hands, drank water, and Jiang Yingchi took away the dinner plate for her.

This meticulous care made Jiang Zhaoying look at it, and a faint sense of unknown fear arose in his heart......

Ning Qiluo noticed that Jiang Zhaoying's face was wrong, and stared at him.

After Jiang Zhaoying saw Ning Qiluo staring at her, she asked, "I know I'm handsome, but you keep staring at me in front of your husband, is it because I'm more handsome than your husband?!" ”

Without waiting for Ning Qiluo to say first, Jiang Zhaoying said first: "Of course, you must know that among the faces of male stars in the entertainment industry today, my appearance is at the ceiling level." ”

This self-selling boast is no one!

"Shh......h

Jiang Zhaoying was displeased: "What do you mean by that contemptuous tone?" ”

Ning Qiluo sat cross-legged again: "I originally wanted to ask you, what did you think of just now, why did you look frightened, let me guess, did you think of your married life after marrying Miss Fu in the future?" ”

Jiang Zhaoying: "......"

Depend on! Could it be that this is the legendary woman's intuition?

That's true.

But Jiang Zhaoying felt that as long as he didn't admit it, there would be no follow-up to this matter.